The two of them were ready for duel!
Senja stepped forward wanting to initiate a truce when Qi Xunyi appeared and grabbed Sheng's shoulder.
"Enough." He said in deep voice.
"He…" Sheng tried to retort, but Qi Xunyi's stare was enough to make him withdraw his sword.
"Yang Yu, right?" Qi Xunyi directed his eyes toward Yang Yu as a soft smile made its way to his lips. "Apologies for my people's rudeness."
Yang Yu neither budged nor withdrew his sword. "I don't know who you are. In fact, we didn't need your help earlier. We could've handled them just fine." He said grumpily, as if their help when the enemy's reinforcement had arrived had annoyed him.
Senja was amazed by Yang Yu's arrogance. He was just like this when they'd first met; arrogant, overbearing and instilling in others an urge to beat him up. Although his attitude towards Senja had turned for the better off late, she wasn't sure why he was treating her better now.
